Now I have been living here for two more weeks. I wanted to leave now. Where will I go? I don't understand where I will go now. And what will I do when I go there. I don't know why I made such a decision. The whole world lives with their families. Why did I leave my family and all my own?
I asked for the salary from the bakery master and then came to uncle.
"Take these pages." He said while holding me.
"But why?" What is this for? I asked, surprised.
"What does 'why' mean? Didn't you write your story?" He asked.
"Oh yes! Thanks ! I will. Why not I will do it? Bring them to me." I answered.
I grabbed them and put them in my bag.
"Now allow me to leave.
"Yes, of course. May God bless you." He said while turning his hand on my head in response to my words
"Thank you very much. You know when I came here I was very hungry and thirsty and in need of clean clothes. You gave me everything.So, thank you so much." I told him
"May God forgive! My daughter, does not say such things. Who am I to give you? What I have given you, actually God has given it to you. He just made me the source. Next time won't say such a thing. Okay?" He explained to me lovingly
"Okay. I'm sorry," I said, making a face
"Oh daughter! Ask only God for forgiveness." He explained to me again
"Yes, I understand. I said. He smiled and said: "Be patient, daughter. I just came." He went to the room. When he came back, he had a bag. And maybe there was something in it
"What is it ?" I asked as I saw
"This is my gift to you." He replied
My bag was torn. Maybe that's why he gave it to me. I started thinking to myself
"What happened daughter?" He asked
"Oh, nothing. That's very sweet, thank you." I said quickly
"That's good, you like it. Don't open it yet. Go away and then open it. That's my order.
I smiled after hearing this and was about to turn around holding it, tears came to my eyes
"By the way, you must go to the roof. But be careful." I turned and said in a sad manner
"Okay, I will go. You go now too." He said laughing.
"Okay, I'm going. Stay alive. Goodbye." I waved my hand to him while walking.
"Goodbye." He also said.
I smiled seeing his bright face and his invisible sadness for the last time and came out. After that I bought some things from the shop and said goodbye to this town. And went far and far. I kept walking until I was exhausted. When I came away, I opened the bag which I wanted to open for a long time." What it was ?" There were clothes in it and they were of winter. And there was an envelope on them. I opened it. There was a lot of money in it. I was shocked at once. I kept it aside and searched inside the bag. Then another envelope came out of it. I opened it and took out the letter in it.
It was written on it: "Please do not come back."
I opened it and started reading.It was written in it like this:
"Dear daughter! When we are alone in this world, we often do not even understand ourselves. Sometimes we think the world is good and sometimes we think ourselves. And sometimes the world also seems bad and sometimes we think ourselves bad. Even if we want and try, it is impossible to put our heart in this world. May you go ahead and find a beautiful life. And prove my words wrong, but my daughter, you will find my words to be true one time or another. You will see.
My daughter, you know, if I had gone with my wife and daughter that day, it might not have happened.I asked my wife to fulfill my daughter's stubbornness and she took her in state of illness and then there was a terrible accident, every scene of which is imprinted in my mind except when my wife and daughter breath their lasts. I am telling you all this so that you don't think that your life is the worst. When you think that, remember me. You know I have spent fifty-six years alone. I have a lot. Money is there. Fame is there. But I'm still lonely and fed up with my life.
I know you will want to return them, but don't, my child. I don't need them anymore. I just want a little happiness which I might not get now.
Goodbye."
I used to read this letter and tears kept coming out of my eyes. After all, how is he alive under such a burden? I was drowning in the sea of thoughts. Maybe I could feel his pain to some extent. Because I am also alone in this world like him. I wish he would be happy again.
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